Inside the Yan Yu Mansion.

"Avatar God, Avatar Avatar, how could he know the Avatar Monk!"

After listening to the survivors' reports, Yan Yu's face turned pale.

Bang!

The more Yan Yu thought about it, the more angry he became, and slammed the celadon tea set on the table.

This operation to hunt down Yan Chen lost nearly half of his Yuanying Monks.

These monks had been invited to help them ascend to the throne.

Now it was solved by the two avatars that Yan Chen invited from nowhere.

Thinking of the two avatars behind Yan Chen, Yan Yu panicked for a while.

Are all these years of hard work going down the drain?

I didn't expect Bai Shan to say a prophecy that day.

"White Mountain...... By the way, if you look for Bai Shan, he must have a way to crack it!"

Thinking of Baishan, Yan Yu seemed to grasp the last straw.

Immediately ordered to send people to find the traces of Baishan.

......

At the same time, among the bamboo groves.

The three of Bai Shan were sitting around the table with the two avatars.

After a brief chat, Bai Shan had already understood the intentions of the two avatars.

Among the two avatars, the older one was a avatar monk with a beard on his face, named Fang Xing.

It looks like a young horse-faced man is the second oldest, and the big name is Fang Sheng.

In terms of generation, these two are Yanchen's uncles.

When they came to the bamboo forest, they received the inspiration of the jade pendant on Yan Chen's body.

I thought it was just a distress signal from Yu Pei, a member of the family.

Unexpectedly, he would meet a nephew who neither of them had ever met here.

The two are from the Fang family in Zhongzhou, which is a large family in Zhongzhou City that specializes in the profession of killers.

Previously, they were entrusted by Baishan's "uncle" to capture Baishan, which was their task in Zhongzhou City.

The last mission was supposed to be a failure, but as an employer, the "uncle" was nowhere to be found, and the two were not punished.

At this time, in the face of Fang Xing's invitation to his Ning Fan, Bai Shan replied to Fang Xing.

In fact, after Fang Xing Fang Sheng defeated the Yuan Ying just now, Fang Xing Baishan and Ning Fan had good talents, so they had a heart of love for talents and wanted to take them away from Yan Country with Yan Chen.

"Uncle, Ning Fan and I won't leave with you. ”

"Why?"

Fang Xing was a little surprised, are all young people so Buddhist now?

"Neither of us is used to fighting and killing people, and now this kind of life is fine. ”

"Why are you two so unambitious!"

Fang Xing was a straight man, and seeing that the two of them were so calm, he actually began to accuse the two.

"Young people should go out and break in, how can you two stay in this poor and remote place?"

"I tell you, you ......"

Fang Xing was still about to preach, and Fang Sheng on the side suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

Following Fang Sheng's eyes, Yan Chen's expression on the other side of the table was serious, and the whole person was very silent, as if he was thinking about something.

"Yanchen, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Xing shook Yan Chen's shoulder.

"Uncle, second uncle, I want to go to the palace to see. ”

Yanchen said what he thought.

Fang Xing just recounted Fang Yi's life experience and experience for Yan Chen.

This made Yan Chen curious about the grievances of the previous generation.

Where did his mother go?

What was going on back then?

King Yan has not died yet.

He wanted to take this opportunity to ask King Yan for an explanation.

"Okay, let's go together. ”

"But let's talk about it, you're going to go home with me when we're gone. Your grandfather will be happy to see you. ”

Yanchen nodded, not resistant to going to her mother's hometown.

For him, who has lived in a cold palace since he was a child, the concept of "home" does not exist, and it is the same wherever he goes.

"Shall we go now, then?"

All five stood up at the same time and walked out the door.

"Xiaofan, what are you doing?"

Bai Shan grabbed Ning Fan, who was about to step out of the threshold.

"Brother Bai, I want to go too. ”

Ning Fan is still a teenager, and his desire to see the excitement is difficult to restrain for a while.

He was still interested in the royal palace, which was often mentioned by people in the town.

"Don't go, it's too dangerous. ”

"With the two of us here, what's the danger? If he wants to go, you can let him go, at a young age, learn something. ”

Hearing Baishan's paternalistic persuasion, Fang Xing on the side couldn't help but complain.

“emm......”

Seeing the hopeful look in Ning Fan's eyes, Bai Shan pondered for a moment, and finally agreed to Ning Fan's follow.

The two avatars followed, and it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Okay, then you must follow me. ”

Ning Fan nodded frantically.

Bai Shan was amused by Ning Fan's gesture.

Then, the spiritual energy in his hand gushed out, enveloping Ning Fan into the air.

He also walked through the air like Fang Xing and the others.

A group of five people walked out of the bamboo forest and flew towards the palace in the distance.

......

The three of them had just left.

A scruffy man suddenly landed in the middle of a bamboo forest.

Leave the Fire Sect Elder, the more windy!

"They should have just left, we're late. ”

Feeling the residual breath in the wooden house, Feng Yue used his divine sense to communicate with the master.

"Chase!"

A pleasant female voice sounded, and there was a sense of anxiety in her tone.

"Good. ”

The wind responded, and the speed was at full speed.

Flying quickly in the direction of Baishan and a few people leaving.

He behaved strangely towards his master.

This morning, as usual, I was in my room to deal with the affairs of the sect.

But the master suddenly seemed to sense something, urging himself to come to this bamboo forest.

I asked the reason, but the master just hid it.

It was the first time in so many years that he was so excited to see his master.

He did not have the slightest doubt about the master.

After all, she gave her life!

......

Outside the palace gates.

The forbidden army guarding the gate blocked Yanchen's way.

"Fourteenth Prince, Your Majesty is ill and can't see anyone now. ”

"Can't I come to see my father?"

"Prince, this is the ...... rule"

Boom!

The forbidden army on the right also wanted to persuade Yanchen to leave.

Fang Xing on the side suddenly made a move and fanned the two forbidden troops away.

"Oh no, someone trespassed on Ouchi!"

The eunuch on the side witnessed the forbidden army being slapped away, and returned to the palace and shouted loudly.

"Oh no, someone ......"

The eunuch was not finished.

Swish!

The power of the Avatar Monk fell.

For a time, except for all Bai Shan and Ning Fan and others.

Inside the palace, all the people standing were crushed to their knees.

At this time, Yan Chen stood in front of his head and walked towards King Yan's bedroom.

Bai Shan and a few people followed behind Yan Chen.

A kingly demeanor emanated from Yan Chen.

The faces of the people who fell to their knees around the palace were filled with shock.

"Big Brother Bai, this is too handsome. ”

Ning Fan sighed on the side.

Now Yanchen's aura is fully open, and everyone is eye-catching.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-olds probably want to experience this feeling the most.

"Do you want to be so handsome?"

Bai Shan asked.

Ning Fan nodded lightly.

Syllable!

Ning Fan slapped Ning Fan on the head.

"Big Brother Bai, what are you beating me for?"

"It's nothing, I can't I want to hit you?"

It's not necessarily a good thing to be so handsome!

Bai Shan sighed in his heart.

It's normal for teenagers to want to pretend to be compared, but the most taboo is to forcibly pretend to compare.

The pretending ratio is very cool, but you must have strength.

The two of them walked away and talked, and it didn't take long for a moment.

Bai Shan and the others walked to the door of the dormitory.

Squeak~

The door to the dormitory was slowly opened.

A middle-aged man came into view.

The man had thick eyebrows, a broad face and long hair, and a somewhat pale complexion.

At this time, he was wearing a thin white pajamas, sitting upright on a treasure chair.

It is the lord of the Yan Kingdom, the King of Yan.

Seeing this strange and familiar face, Yan Chen's heart was a little trance-like.

He slowly walked towards King Yan.

I just wanted to ask, but I found that Yan Wang's eyes were dull and seemed to be out of focus.

Yan Chen stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, but there was no reaction.

Then, he placed his finger on the middle of the Yan King.

Not a breath of air!

King Yan, I'm dead!